[SUMMARY: Negan is very protective of his wife...

[SUMMARY: Negan is very protective of his wife Marissa who wants to join in on their missions. Marissa is also good friends with the Saviors, only making Negan jealous.]

Negan and Marissa.
“What were you guys talking about?” You leaned against the frame of the door as Negan walked back into his room. You overheard bits and pieces of him and the rest of his men talking about taking out some people.
“Nothing that concerns you.” He grinned before leaning into kiss you but you sighed and turned away.
“You never tell me anything anymore Negan.”
“You’re my wife. I don’t want you in all that dirty dangerous shit.” He responded without letting go of your waist.
“So. Before I was ever your wife I was with them, fighting, shooting. Doing dangerous things.”
He shook his head with a laugh.
“Baby you don’t know what dangerous is.”
“Oh please, what the hell do you know Negan.” You pushed his arm off and crossed yours.
“Those fucking walkers aren’t the only things coming for you Marissa!” He finally yelled losing his patience. But you shook your head annoyed and walked out of the room angrily.

You went and stayed with the rest of the Saviors who didn’t treat you like a weak woman, they treated you like one of their own. All of you sat together having drinks, laughing and just respectfully talking to one another when Negan walked in surprised to find you with them.
“The fuck are you doing here?” He asked staring down at you.
“Negan, why don’t you let her come with us man. You don’t know Marissa like we do, girl can shoot.” Dwight stood up for you only pissing Negan off more. He didn’t like or appreciate anyone talking about HIS woman.
“Know her like you do..?” Negan slowly took steps towards Dwight.
“You think you know my wife better than I do?” He couldn’t help but begin to laugh.
“N-no..I didn’t mean it like that.” Dwight nervously stepped back.
What Negan wanted to do in that very moment was bash his brains in, brash all of their brains in. But he turned to you as you stood there calmly taking a sip of your beer. He roughly pulled the bottle out of your hand and slammed it on the table beside you.
“What’s wrong with you?!” You yelled at him.
“Everybody out.” Negan muttered and the men didn’t wait a second longer before leaving the room and shutting the door. You looked at him bravely but also curious of what he was going to do. He wasn’t going to hit you, Negan never lay a finger on you. But you still wondered what was going on in his mind.
“Did you fuck any of them?” He suddenly asked you catching you off guard.
“Excuse me?”
“Did you fuck any of them? Before.”
“No! Why the hell-”
“I don’t like you with them.” He interrupted you speaking very calmly with tensed shoulders. You rolled your eyes.
“Why cause they treat me equally? They listen to me? They’re not controlling of me? Cause that’s what you want, control.”
“You’re weak!” He suddenly yelled not caring how low his words were.
He closed his eyes and flared his nostrils trying to control his temper. He hated hearing you speak in their defense and that set him off the edge.
“They don’t think I’m weak. Why can’t you be like them? They want me to be apart of things Negan!”
“Because they don’t give a fuck about you like I do!” He finally yelled storming towards you.
“Look at me.” He grabbed your face forcing you to look up.
“They don’t love you. They aren’t your husband. Stop making it hard for me to fucking protect you.” He was angry but as he whispered those words he let his lips brush over yours. And in that moment you forgot why you were so mad at him.
He aroused you as he spoke.
“Listen to me when I talk.” He whispered pressing his hands between your legs knowing damn well he was making you weak. Your lips parted right before he roughly began to kiss you.
Negan and you were all over each other making out when Dwight stepped into the room.
“What the fuck do you want?” Negan groaned looking at Dwight as you continued to kiss his neck. You bit down making him squeeze your thigh.
“We-we have some company not too far from here.” Dwight finally spoke nervously, catching now your attention as well.
“Where is everyone?” Negan asked.
“Some are getting ready to go.”
“Alright. Lead the way out, I’ll follow behind now.” Negan told Dwight who left the room. Negan kissed you for a few more seconds until you pulled back.
“I’m going.”
“Like hell you are.” Negan scoffed grabbing his leather jacket and putting it on.
“Come on Negan I’m apart of the Saviors, I’ve always gone with you guys to fight and do all this stuff.” You sighed.
“Not once you became mine.” He raised an eyebrow staring down at you.
“I’ve always been yours.” You crossed your arms making him roll his eyes. You were never going to give up.
“Fine. But you stay in the fucking car Marissa.”
“Fine.” You agreed and followed him out.
Negan drove as you sat beside him.
The cars in front suddenly came to a stop, Negan peaked his head out the window to see a group of people blocking the road.
“Let’s see what these fuckers want.” He opened his car door and you did the same jumping out of the truck.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” Negan looked over at you from the other side of the car.
“Come on Negan, we’re already here.”
He rolled his eyes and sighed.
“I knew you were gonna pull this shit.” He placed his gun in his belt and looked back up at you.
“Get back in the car.”
“No.” You responded stubbornly as his men watched and waited for him.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Negan hissed.
“Oh please, we’ve gone through this a billion times-” but before you could finish the sounds of gunshots went off. You screamed as glass shattered all around you.
“Get down!” Negan yelled.
You quickly got on the ground and saw Negan on the other side of the car staring at you. You looked over to see most of the Saviors dead.
“Stay there.” Negan whispered making you panic as he got up and got in the car.
“Where are you going!?” You screamed when he suddenly opened your side of the car door from inside and pulled you up back in the car.
He pushed your head down and quickly turned the car around speeding off.
“Negan!” You screamed as your door swung open and more gunshots were heard. But he didn’t say anything, he held you down hard as he sped down the road as fast as he could.

Not too long later he came to a rough stop. You gasped as he took his hand off of you and looked behind him. Everyone was gone, the men he bought with him were all killed.
He quickly looked your way and noticed blood on you.
“Fuck, were you shot?” He checked all over your body for bullet wounds in a panic.
“I’m not shot..it was the glass.” You whispered.
“Shit, Marissa.” He whispered as you sat there still in shock. In all the dangerous things that had ever happened, this had been the closest to you actually getting killed. Negan suddenly grabbed your shoulders and began to yell.
“The next fucking time I tell you stay home, you fucking stay home!” He expected you to fight back and complain..or have some kind of argument. But you didn’t say a thing. Instead you burst out crying catching him by surprise. You weren’t one to cry. He was so angry and terrified of losing you that when he first grabbed you he failed to realize you were shaking.
“Marissa..” He whispered never seeing you look so vulnerable as you continued to cry.
“It’s ok..I’m sorry..” He pulled you in close.
“I’m sorry.”
You took a deep breath to control your tears and looked behind you to see an empty road.
“They won’t find us. Don’t you worry about them.” He assured you and kissed your forehead.
“Let’s go home.” You whispered.
Negan nodded and started the car before driving off.

“We lost so many of them..” You suddenly spoke randomly making Negan look your way.
“We still have more.” Negan assured you putting his hand on your thigh.
“We’ll keep our place safe. I’ll keep you safe.” He meant every word he said. He’d die before letting anything happen to you..and that terrified you too.

When you arrived to the compound Negan waisted no time in bandaging up your arm. He didn’t say much, he had never seen you so emotional and he himself was not much of sweet talker.

You changed your clothes and appeared at the door of his room.
“You were right.” You suddenly whispered making him look up at you.
“I don’t know what I’m doing…I’m not cut out for this..” You felt defeated and weak.
“Marissa-” he stood up walking towards you.
“No. You were right..I’m too weak for all of this.”
Negan looked down fully regretting having said those words to you.
“Hey.” He pulled you close.
“You’re not weak, I didn’t mean that when I said it. I was just so fucking mad and the way you were talking about those fucking men just…god it pissed me off.”
You looked up at him curiously and remembered the look in his eye when he found you talking to the rest of the Saviors.
You suddenly began to laugh leaving him very confused.
“Wait…did you get jealous?”
“Why the fuck would I get jealous?” He turned defensively puffing his chest out making you laugh even more.
“You were jealous.” You grinned following him wrapping your arms around his waist. He tried his best to continue looking all prideful but you saw right through the act.
“Watch your mouth.”
You continued to laugh and tip toed to reach his lips. Of course he didn’t resist you and softly kissed your lips as he placed his arms around you.
“Or what?” You whispered in between kisses.
“You know what.” He pulled your hair back hard making you look up at him. You loved it when he got rough with you.
“I like testing you.” You whispered with a smile.
“I’ve noticed.” He raised his eye brows before pulling you in for a hard kiss and having his way with you.
[Smut in the next story I Promise.]